Guanqian Village Entrance.

The old king walked in the front with a straight face, holding a crutch in one hand and a doll staring in a daze in the other.

Jiang was miserable early, so many people were crowded in a cave last night, and as soon as the night came, she snored everywhere, so noisy that she couldn't sleep at all.

Finally, I was stunned, and there were already villagers who got up.

She was forcibly turned on by the old king, and followed all the way, and her legs were no longer her own.

Seeing that the destination had arrived, the group finally stopped, she covered her mouth and yawned loudly before she was willing to open her eyes to see.

The big-leaved banyan at the entrance of the village is still flourishing, but none of the surrounding houses are complete, but in a few days, the once large village of 1,000 people is everywhere dilapidated.

The old king sighed heavily, and then looked down at the little man leaning on his leg, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Little Ancestor, shall we go first and take a look around, or will we go directly to settle accounts with Qian Dong?"

Jiang Zaozao stared at him expressionlessly, "Are you the village chief or am I the village chief?" It's just a cute baby who is only four years old~"

The old Wang was stunned for a moment, if she didn't say that he really forgot.

If she can be the village head, he is willing to retire on the spot, but he is only four years old, and he is afraid that the burden of the whole village will be weighed, and this little winter melon-like figure will want to go up.

The old king touched his nose weakly, glanced at Jiang Laosi behind him, and a bright light flashed in his shrewd little eyes.

"Fourth, then you lead the way, let's go and see what the people in Guanqian Village have to say."

Jiang Laosi didn't feel that he was stepping on the edge of the pit, so he simply responded neatly, entrusted the Li family to his son's care, and took the lead to walk forward.

The men in Guanqian Village were tied hand and foot, blindfolded, and locked up in a centralized house in batches last night, guarded by Wang Youde and his son Wang Yuechuan.

The women were all gathered in the Qian family's ancestral hall, and the situation was embarrassing, so it was enough to arrange a few people to guard the door.

Jiang Laosi simply called a dozen people, and quickly went to the place where the man was closed, and one person came out with a thick hemp rope, and the hemp rope was sufffixed with seven or eight people, like grasshoppers tied to a rope.

Several men of the Qian family were led by Jiang Laosi and dragged to the open space at the entrance of the Qian family's ancestral hall like a dead dog.

Qian Dong was the first in line, and the feeling of being forced to be a dog was particularly strong.

After being aggrieved all night, he saw that the enemy was extremely red, "Jiang Laosi, you son of a bitch!" Murder pays for life, do you dare to kill Lao Tzu?! Beware of Lao Tzu going to sue the officials and killing your whole village! ”

Jiang Laosi listened to the barking of a dog, and plucked out his ears impatiently, not knowing like a dog.

Cursing all the way, Qian Dong's mouth was dry, and when he arrived at the door of the Qian family's ancestral hall, he was looking around vigilantly, when he was suddenly pulled violently and fell to the ground fiercely.

The hand that was tied behind his back couldn't hold the ground, his chin was bloody on the ground, and he gnawed a mouthful of mud!

"Hey, hey......"

Several people who followed behind the rope were also torn and fell to the ground, and Qian Bei smashed directly on Qian Dong, pressing his head into the yellow earth again.

Jiang Laosi threw the hemp rope in his hand and snorted meaningfully, "It's on the ground, or you continue to scold?" ”

Qian Dong almost wanted to suffocate, and his heart was itching with hatred, but in the face of Jiang Laosi's provocation, he didn't dare to speak.

This man looks honest, but the actual city is very deep.

How much has he suffered since last night?

A moment later, strings of "grasshoppers" gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The villagers of Jiangyuan Village silently surrounded them, and most of the men who stayed in the village last night consciously isolated the women of Guanqian Village, staring at the Qian family with angry faces.

As early as when the old king came here, Wang Yuechuan, who had been busy, walked over, took out a few pieces of densely written paper from his arms, and handed them to the old king.

"Grandpa, this is what I recorded here last night, the names of the existing villagers in Guanqian Village, there are currently one hundred and twenty-eight men and eighty-seven women, you can take a look."

Lao Wang nodded, squinted at the names on the paper and pointed out them one by one, and nodded at several names.

After a moment, he raised his head, looked at the people in Guanqian Village with a straight face, and named a few names, "Qian Youdong, Liang Chun, Li Wanzi, what's wrong with you?" Jinpan has been washing his hands for decades, why did he go back to his old job? ”

The tone of his voice was a bit sarcastic.

Qian Youdong is the father of Qian Dong's brothers, wearing a dark blue coarse cloth robe, and he is very decent among the refugees.

But the hands that were cut behind his back, and his messy gray hair, broke his arrogance again.

Hearing this, Qian Youdongchuan's eyebrows furrowed deeper, and the ravines on both sides of his nose trembled slightly.

"Wang Daming, why don't you shout! Lao Tzu's son is not angry, my old bones are not valuable, if you want to kill, you can kill, if you want to fight, you can fight! ”

"Eh, don't talk nonsense! I'm a good citizen! The old king snorted lightly, slammed the cane in his hand to the ground, and said in a deep voice, "It's you bandits who shout and kill, our Jiangyuan Village are all honest croppers, if no one bullies us, we won't be in a hurry to bite!" ”

"You want to take advantage of our escape and rob us of our life-saving food, so we can't fight with you?"

Qian Youdong was silent.

He knew very well in his heart that it was just a matter of becoming a king or defeating a king, and the result of their group of people was all in the thoughts of the people of Jiangyuan Village.

It's just that Wang Daming is a coward, so he doesn't believe that he really dares to kill more than 200 of them!

With the bottom in his heart, Qian Youdong is not afraid, "Wang Daming, now that the matter is over, don't talk about it, just give it a good time!" ”

The old king lost the interest in arguing with him, his face sank, and he asked in a cold voice: "I just want to know, where are the rest of your village?" What about Qian Laoshan? ”

"Dead! There's a stone pit buried in the back of the village! ”

"Qian Laoshan is also a coward! Afraid of this and that, I promised him that I could fight this disaster, and he would not be a bandit if he did not follow it, and he would not be a bandit......"

"What's so bad about being a bandit? Forty years ago, there was a drought in southern Jinnan, how many people died? Lao Tzu takes a group of brothers to eat and drink spicy food every day, don't be too comfortable in life, he knows a hammer! ”

"My Dongzi used a few of his grandchildren to force him, he agreed on the surface, and gave me a ...... behind my back."

Yesterday's show was led by Qian Dong's brothers, and Qian Youdong also taught a lot of experience, so these people were not less "special care" last night.

Qian Youdong was beaten at an age, and his body couldn't bear it, and his mental state was also extremely poor.

took care of himself and said a lot of crazy things, making people confused about the truth and falsehood.